social commentary

There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.

Legality
The orange-tinted authoritarian fool mutters with mocking arrogance, “I’m allowed to do it”—that is, to pardon a woman in jail
By William Alfredabout a year ago in Poets
Freedom
How oft are we reminded day to day, that our freedom is fought for paid in blood, yet when exercised constraints array, freedom is a concept mired in mud.
By Alexander Stoddartabout a year ago in Poets
Before CCTV, We Had Edna And Gran
Before CCTV, We Had Edna and gran Before the cameras, codes and drones We had old Edna, two doors down and Gran She saw it all from lace-trimmed zones
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
How Books Shape Minds, Hearts, and Destinies
Pages of Power: The Science of Reading’s Transformative Magic How Books Shape Minds, Hearts, and Destinies In an era dominated by fleeting digital content, the act of reading a book is a quiet revolution—an intimate dance between mind and page that unlocks knowledge, wisdom, and transformation. Science has illuminated the profound ways reading reshapes our brains, enriches our lives, and even alters our destinies. But what happens when the love for books becomes an obsession? Can reading truly make us wiser, or change who we are at our core? This article delves into the science behind reading, exploring its remarkable benefits, the risks of overindulgence, and its power to sculpt individuals and their paths.
By Shohel Ranaabout a year ago in Poets
No Gas, No Wages, No Way Out
No Gas, No Wages, No Way Out He came home drunk again no wages all gambled she watched from the sink with her hands in cold water
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Raise Her Wild
Do not let her take root in the silt, where her budding beauty is tendrilled to the inky black that hides her depths. Her fate is stillness.
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Blink in Time. Content Warning.
This was created today after working on another video that went south for a while. I thought about my tooth pain and the wealthy and their sadistic grins as they stomped on the ants, and all I gain is tooth pain. It is commentary written from my tooth pain brain of dreams of extreme pain and extreme society pain of grief, power, greed, destruction, and fucking rainbows. We will rise. Ants build colonies to the top of the highest building in Manhattan throwing over the few elite white small, tooled patriarchy men.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
"Obituaries"
Obituaries 03/02/2024 Dwayne Sagamore, 33, was declared dead yesterday, after being flattened by a steamroller. Sagamore, a purported time-traveler, had vanished from the time-space continuum precisely 20 minutes prior, according to his grotesque, walleyed lab assistant. Authorities concluded that Sagamore had overlooked Leap Day, confounding his Flux Capacitor. Upon reappearing, 24 hours passed his ETA, the construction site, which Sagamore had used as a staging site for his experiment, had reopened for business.
By Chris Zabout a year ago in Poets
Smoking is Dangerous
Smoking is Dangerouse You light it up like it’s no big deal a moment’s comfort in your fingers but every drag steals breath and time
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Half-Breed: Split Feather, Forked Path. Runner-Up in Somewhere Between Here and There Challenge.
I wasn't trying to make a statement; I just said that I lit a candle on the solstice, and that I had a sage bundle drying in my living room.
By Autumn Stewabout a year ago in Poets
The Dentest
The Dentest He never smiled, not with lips just eyes that blinked like broken bits of mirror left in alley dust a man you’d pass, but never trust.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
A Spell to Live, a Spell to Die
A Spell to Live, a Spell to Die Good witch, bad witch, who am I? I stirred the broth at quarter moonwalk a pinch of sage, a touch of rue
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets